The Runaway Groom

Tommy blinked his large eyes hopefully at Isaac, hoping for Isaac's acknowledgment.

Isaac bit off a chunk, chewed, and seriously commented, "It's alright.” Tommy blinked, but it was a praise, was it not?

He giggled before running off, skipping.

Irene smiled as she watched Tommy being so happy.

Bzzt...

Her phone started to ring in her pocket, and she picked it up to answer. A man asked, "You're Lulu's best friend, right?"

It was a familiar voice—Irene recognized him as one of the members of Martin York's squad, back when she met up with Lulu at New Kent. “Yes. Why do you have her phone? Where is she?" Irene replied, sharply noticing that something went wrong.

It should be Lulu talking if she was asking for her. So why was it this man instead?

"Lulu was hurt—"

Irene sprang to her feet right then and asked urgently, "What happened?! How did she get hurt?! Is it serious?!"

man was quiet for a moment before saying, “It is a little serious, but her life isn't in danger,

was just slightly relieved. "How

doesn't look good..." The man

be

man sighed. "Come over if you have the time. I would like you to sit her down and talk

hunch. "Was she doing it

it's not all,” the man said. "It's alright if you're busy. We'll do our best

but she would at

days," she told

"Okay," he replied.

Irene hung up, Isaac asked, "What happened? That's a

took a moment to

said as she lay down and leaned against his shoulder

had a hunch, while Irene hesitated before asking,

her eyes. "Whenever you say the

gaze, hesitating and sighing. "I thought Lulu found happiness with Martin, but I guess

up at him, she said, "Let's go back to